open ✨ life can be harsh, it can be bitter.

[starshower]

Who: Tifa Lockhart feat. Cloud Strife & YOU
What: September catch-all. Tifa tries to find something else she enjoys outside of Heavenly Blanc, and drags Cloud along for the ride.
Where: Where the threads happen
When: When the threads happen
Content Warnings: N/A

𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦. 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘧𝘧, 𝘭𝘦𝘵 '𝘦𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦. 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍 & 𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚊 ★ 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚙 ★ 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 ★ 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚍 ★ ♫

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[starshower]

That'll make this way more fun.

[Raising her fists, Tifa positions herself, planting her feet firmly on the ground shoulder-width apart, preparing to push off in Ahsoka's direction.

If they can take what the other can dish out, then there's no need for a countdown, so after flashing the other woman a smile brimming with confidence and adrenaline, she sprints forward at her with only that brief warning, projecting her first mid-height punch as soon as she reaches the other side of the bridge]

[realway]

[ tifa's stance is met with one of her own, a few yards of distance between them. she smiles and waits, but is momentarily surprised to see tifa make the first move. beaten to it!

ahsoka doesn't wait for her though. she kicks off the ground and rushes to meet her, but as tifa makes the first punch ahsoka responds with a side-step to dodge. both hands grab the wrist of the punching hand, and her foot sweeps at the ground toward her ankles. a disarming technique to try and get her to fall, defensive. ]

[starshower]

[Tifa's quick, but she's far from having perfected her technique.

The grab on her wrist surprises her and the foot sweeping at her ankles almost sends her tumbling sideways down onto the bridge with a gasp, but she at least manages to twist quick enough to break her landing with her knee, pausing only momentarily to flash her a confident smirk.]

Nice.

[Compliments where they're due!

But she fully intends to take Ahsoka down with her, her hand now wrapping around Ahsoka's arm and pulling while she mimics the move, sweeping low.]

[realway]

[ tifa's smirk is returned with a small smirk from ahsoka, impressed by the knee trick. she'll have to try that.

of course as she thinks that, guard down, tifa snakes around her arm and gets her on the ground as well. that may bruise later! or not, she doesn't really know how injuries work on this world yet. ]

Hah. [ a quick breathed laugh. ] You too.

[ game respects game. let's kick it up. she yanks her arm away from tifa and plants her hands on the bridge floor, springing back up and into a series of a few back flips. once the distance is made she'll be the next to launch herself, expecting tifa to be up again in no short time.

whereas tifa started with punch, ahsoka goes with kick. once in range she feints a side-step and gives a combo kick, left leg, then right leg, aiming for the sides of her torso. ]

[starshower]

[Tifa is back on her feet without issue, leaping up off the ground and brushing the dust from her skirt while she watches, impressed, at Ahsoka's show of skill and giving herself some time to breathe before they're back at it again.

The kicks aimed at her torso are gently blocked with her arms, one after the other, but it puts her further into the defensive that she has to take a moment to think about how her next move is going to turn the tables back in her favour... as if this is a real fight and not just a friendly spar!

As soon as there's an opening, Tifa flips backwards, same as Ahsoka had done seconds earlier, charges up at the other end of the bridge, and bolts forward with punches ready in both hands, right first, aiming high, but the left is a feint—a distraction as her foot kicks low.

As Jessie Rasberry would say: Psyche!]